Celine nodded reluctantly. They hesitated for a minute before entering the crowd to maintain their cover. They weaved through the mass of naked flesh, looking for Ethan. Where was the evil incarnate?
As the angels navigated through the orgy, hands brushed them—accidental at first, then intentional. They swatted away lewd advances. They were okay with standing in the crowd, but risking their angelic purity was dangerous. "No one lays a finger on us," Celine growled. "Or I'll smite them."
From the center, a young woman dove into the fray. She was Cassie, the beauty who initiated the orgy on Ethan Cromwell's behalf. Was she under his mind control, too?
Cassie walked in with a broad, naughty smile, her hands roaming freely on the angels. Gabriella and Celine readily slapped away her advances, trying to send the message that they were still window shopping for partners.
